On days, when rain falls and dark persists,
all's right with nature, that's how it exists.
It's proper to rain when the sky is dark.
whether in a city, country, town or park.

On days, when rain falls and it is bright,
the sun is shining, it doesn't seem right.
I get so confused, bewildered and scattered,
isn't nature saying, logic just doesn't matter?

Why do I concern myself with the rain,
I'd do better to stop a run-a-way train.
That I would concern myself with such things,
causes most folks to think, I'm a big ding-a-ling.

My answer is simple enough, you see,
I want, in my life, an order to be.
I like to be in total control,
not heading straight down the rabbit hole.

Is it too much to ask of the world,
to revolve around in a predictable whirl?
I want no surprises to upset and confuse,
to win most of the time, and seldom lose.

But now I see, that this will not happen,
even, if I lived in a remote mountain cabin.
So I am forced to accept my fate,
and not get excited, when life discombobutales.